Data's eyebrows shoot up at that. For a few split seconds-- an eternity for an android-- he is actually not sure what to say.
But he notices her indicating the wardrobe, and remembers what he needs to do. So he gets up to open it and look inside for something dry and warm.
"I did not mean to imply that," he mentions, a little awkwardly, knowing full well that she is aware of that and was simply making a joke. He is feeling oddly embarrassed, suddenly...
...And now that the thought is there, he seems strangely preoccupied with it, like he is experiencing a feedback loop in his neural network.
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Date: 2010-11-18 04:35 am (UTC)But he notices her indicating the wardrobe, and remembers what he needs to do. So he gets up to open it and look inside for something dry and warm.
"I did not mean to imply that," he mentions, a little awkwardly, knowing full well that she is aware of that and was simply making a joke. He is feeling oddly embarrassed, suddenly...
...And now that the thought is there, he seems strangely preoccupied with it, like he is experiencing a feedback loop in his neural network.